Iceberg President's personal expert

Yan Potian's loud shout made everyone stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"Master, what is President Yan doing?" Nami Fukuya was also a little confused, and subconsciously looked at Ye Chen.

"Yan Potian is ready to play for real. If Qianye Kongjie has no other means, he will probably lose today."

Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

Although Chiba Kongsuke's strength is good, but facing Yan Potian, the top master in China, his strength is still not as good.

Although they are similar in realm, Chiba Kongsuke is far inferior to Yan Potian in terms of actual combat experience.

After all, Yan Potian has stayed in this demigod realm for ten or twenty years, and the background accumulated over the years is far from being smoothed over by Chiba Kongsuke's talent.

"Really?" Fushiya Nami still had some doubts in her eyes.

At this moment, a black light galloped from a distance, with boundless evil spirit, suddenly flew towards Yan Potian.

Chiba Sosuke looked at the black light galloping in the distance, frowned, and looked a little dignified.

The evil spirit emanating from this black light was so strong that Chiba Sosuke felt a little uncomfortable.

In an instant, this black light appeared in front of Yan Potian.

As the light dissipated, a pair of gloves appeared in everyone's sight.

"This is...fist gloves? Yan Potian's natal magic weapon is actually a pair of fist gloves?"

Everyone looked at the glove in front of Yan Potian, their faces were full of surprise.

No one thought that Yan Potian would choose such a magic weapon as his natal weapon.

Yan Potian slowly stretched out his hand, and the glove suddenly covered Yan Potian's hand.

"This glove is called Overlord. I got it from a ruin. There are countless grandmasters who died while holding the glove. Today, you have to be careful."

Yan Potian grinned, punched slightly with his right fist, and rushed towards Qianye Kongsuke suddenly.

With Yan Potian's terrifying physical body, under full acceleration, the speed even approached the speed of sound.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Chiba Sosuke, waving the Overlord Gauntlet, and swung hard at Chiba Sosuke.

In the eyes of everyone, Yan Potian's punch was so extreme that it appeared in front of Qianye Kongsuke without even a single sound.

"Beyond the speed of sound?"

Chiba Sorasuke's pupils shrank slightly, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his mind.

From the warrior's subconscious reaction, Chiba Kongsuke directly swung the Qingshuang Sword in his hand, and slashed at Yan Potian's Overlord Fist.

Boom!

There was a violent sound, and Qianye Kongsuke felt an extremely strong force coming from the Qingshuang Sword, pouring into his body.

The next moment, Chiba Kongsuke was blasted out like a cannonball, and was directly blasted onto Snow Island.

A huge pothole was directly shaken by Chiba Sosuke on the hard ground.

Chiba Sorasuke's face turned pale, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even so, Chiba Sosuke also felt the qi and blood in his body surging.

Chiba Sosuke was directly injured by Yan Potian's punch that exceeded the speed of sound.

"What a domineering punch." Chiba Youzhen squinted his eyes, his eyes slightly dignified.

A top master like Yan Potian, after carrying a magic weapon that is not weaker than the Qingshuang Sword, is absolutely unmatched in close combat.

In front of Yan Potian, Qianye Kongsuke's combat experience is obviously still somewhat insufficient.

"As expected of the president of the Huaxia Wushu Association, he is so powerful."

Miyamoto Taoist took a deep breath, his face extremely serious.

The many Japanese masters watching the battle around them also felt extremely strong pressure.

If it was them, facing this punch, I am afraid that it is not just a case of injury.

Most likely to be killed with a single punch.

While everyone was amazed at Yan Potian's strength, Yan Potian grinned, his eyes were full of crazy fighting intent, his body moved, and he fell from the sky directly to Chiba Sosuke's position, and then punched out again.

A black fist print flashed out from the Overlord's glove, like a black tiger, with boundless evil spirit, fell from the sky, and blasted towards Chiba Kongsuke again.

"Damn it, you actually hurt me?"

Chiba Sosuke's face was full of ferocity, and there seemed to be flames burning in his black eyes.

"The way of fire, the flames that burn the sky!"

Chiba Sosuke let out an angry roar, and saw two black flames flying out of Chiba Sora's eyes, following the gathering of a large amount of spiritual energy, they instantly turned into two huge black flames, facing Chiba Sora Refer this punch.

Although the temperature of these two groups of black flames is not very high, the cold aura emanating from them has an aura of death.

After touching Yan Potian's punch, the two groups of black flames directly attached to the punch, and burned crazily.

Visible to the naked eye, Yan Potian's fist strength was partly corroded by the power of the black flame.

"Onmyoji?" Yan Potian raised his eyebrows.

As the two flames delayed the speed of this punch, Chiba Sosuke stood up from the pit, and a sharp sword intent erupted from his body.

"Glory of the Sun!"

Chiba Sosuke's whole body's true energy circulated to the extreme, exuding endless brilliance.

All the violent zhenqi poured into the Qingshuang sword, and the sword was radiant.

Seen from afar, Qianye Kongsuke and the Qingshuang Sword in his hand seemed to be fused together at this moment, turning into a round of twinkling sun.

Even the sun in the sky is not as shining as Chiba Sosuke's light at this moment.

Wisps of the sun's brilliance swayed down from the sky and merged into Chiba Sosuke's body.

The mighty power of the sun gushes out, turning into a billowing heat wave and sweeping away.

When the lake water in the snow lake touched the roiling heat wave, it was instantly evaporated into balls of water vapor, which floated on the surface of the lake.

Chiba Sorasuke slowly raised the Qingshuang Sword in his hand, and just slashed at the fist mark falling from the air.

A round of bright ball of light emerged from the Qingshuang sword, like a round of sun, shining with bright brilliance, it directly hit Yan Potian's fist.

Not a single sound came out.

When Yan Potian's punch touched this light cluster, it was as if ice and snow met the sun and melted directly.

"This swordsmanship is interesting. You can actually use the power of the sun. I underestimate you. Only such unique skills in swordsmanship are interesting."

Yan Potian was not surprised but happy, he laughed loudly, his face was full of crazy fighting spirit: "You try to take another punch from me."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Potian took a deep breath, and the powerful true energy burst out. Yan Potian clenched his fists, and the bright light burst out from Yan Potian's body. Created an illusory dharmakaya.

"Is this a Buddhist technique?" Ye Chen looked at the dharma body that transformed from behind Yan Potian, with a strange look on his face.